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" brother Qing, are we going to join the Dragon Blood Mercenary Corps?" Li Jun asked, approaching with a sign in hand.
Bai Bing also looked over, "I find it a bit strange..."
"We're not joining," Chang Qing said firmly.
He had a nagging feeling that this method resembled the tactics used by demonic cultivators in the Cultivation World to control their subordinates. Blood contained rich personal biological information and could even hold Ability information, which was undoubtedly significant for individuals. Although logically, a drop of blood might not be useful for much, in this world where Abilities were diverse and peculiar, it was entirely possible that there existed special Abilities capable of manipulating a single drop of blood.
Most people on the scene had already performed the blood oath, making Chang Qing and his companions stand out as particularly out of place. On stage, Long Baiye's expression darkened as he exchanged glances with Hu Yan Zan.
After hesitating for a moment, Hu Yan Zan approached Chang Qing and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Yang, do you have any concerns about joining the Dragon Blood Mercenary Corps?"
"Concerns? I have no concerns."
"Then you..."
"I just think the Dragon Blood Mercenary Corps is too weak to accommodate someone as significant as myself," Chang Qing replied, narrowing his eyes while flipping the Identity Tag in his hand.
"You..." Hu Yan Zan seemed ready to get angry but immediately winced at the pain from his injuries, causing his entire face to scrunch up.
"Stay calm; staying calm is essential when dealing with poison..." Chang Qing's voice was reminiscent of a physician giving advice.
Hu Yan Zan nearly fled in embarrassment.
Chang Qing was waiting for what would come next, but unexpectedly, after whispering something to Long Baiye, Hu Yan Zan left without further discussion. Long Baiye merely instructed everyone to enjoy themselves and informed the newly joined Ability users to go to Hall One to collect their joining rewards before the group dispersed.
Once the hosts left, the banquet hall buzzed with activity again as many people curiously approached Chang Qing to ask why he didn't join the mercenary corps.
"I sensed an ominous aura from this Identity Tag," Chang Qing replied honestly.
"Hahaha, you can still sense an ominous presence? None of the perceivers in my team have detected anything. Don't try to play tricks," Chen Jin laughed heartily from across the table.
"You only ranked third in the Arena Competition; it's normal for someone with such weak abilities not to sense anything," Chang Qing shot him a glance. The original owner's death was closely tied to Chen Jin, and although the mission didn't require revenge, he wasn't one to shy away from confrontation if it came to that.
"You..." Chen Jin slammed his hand on the table. However, upon seeing the cold glare from Chang Qing, he felt a chill run down his spine and quickly sat back down.
"The banquet is over; let's go," Chang Qing said as he stood up and left with Li Jun and the others.
The next day, their departure went smoothly, and they encountered no obstacles until they reached the city gates.
Chang Qing continued to drive at the front. They were only two days away from the Northern Base, and after a long period of rest, everyone was in good spirits.
It was unclear who started it, but someone began to sing, and a song celebrating the future sparked many others to join in, boosting everyone's confidence about the journey ahead.
Chang Qing didn't stop them from singing despite the potential risk of attracting zombies. For one, they were on a desolate stretch of road where the chances of encountering zombies were low; for another, he could feel the collective emotion of hope among his companions.
However, while the song did not attract any zombies, it did draw the attention of Ability users!
As the convoy was about to enter a dense forest, Chang Qing sensed unusual energy fluctuations around them. He didn't stop but instead used his radio to inform every vehicle of the situation.
"Xiao Tang, how many Ability users can you sense in the surrounding woods?" His voice remained steady.
"Fifteen, with five of them being Third-Level Ability Users," Tang Xiaotang replied, her voice tinged with tension.
Typically, a small team leader would be a Third-Level Ability User; this was indeed a significant force.
"It seems like they're about to attack," Tang Xiaotang's trembling voice came through the radio. As a perceiver, she was particularly sensitive to fluctuations in Ability levels.
"Everyone get ready."
As the flames engulfed the sky, Chang Qing stood atop the vehicle.
Watching the fireballs and molten lava, he seemed to see the original owner of this body perishing in the inferno.
A chilling wind swept through the air, and the clash of cold and heat created a thick white mist that quickly enveloped the entire convoy.
With a piercing howl, countless figures surged from the dense forest.
However, before they could reach the convoy, they were intercepted by the Ability users on their side.
Amidst the swirling white mist, the sounds of clashing weapons and Ability collisions filled the air. Those left in the vehicle were mostly non-Ability users. Although they had encountered Ability users along their journey, being ambushed by so many for the first time left everyone feeling uneasy.
Yang Father and Yang Mother were also worried about what was happening outside. After Chang Qing's reminder, they pulled out their handguns and anxiously stared out the window.
Tang Xiaotang clutched her sister Tang Yun tightly. "Mom, there are so many bad people outside, I'm so scared..." Her voice trembled with a hint of crying, and her body shook uncontrollably.
It was also Tang Yun's first time witnessing such a scene; her hand holding the gun was slick with sweat. She looked outside but could only see a blanket of white mist, with sounds indicating fierce combat echoing in her ears.
"Don't be afraid, sweetheart. Mommy is here. Our team is strong; the bad guys will be driven away soon." She gently stroked her daughter's back, offering comfort.
"Someone's coming!" Tang Xiaotang suddenly screamed. Though frightened, her Ability heightened her senses.
Tang Yun turned just in time to see a figure leaping down from the bushes high above in the forest, their weapon glinting coldly even through the mist.
Tang Yun quickly fired her gun. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" She shot several times, momentarily halting the attacker’s advance, but they did not fall; instead, they continued to charge forward.
Closing her eyes tightly, she held her daughter close.
In the next moment, she heard a heavy thud as something hit the ground outside.
"Mother, there are so many vines..."
When she opened her eyes, she saw that the entire vehicle was wrapped tightly in vines, as if encased in a layer of green shield. Through the gaps, she noticed that the attackers were now entangled in the vines, lying on the ground unable to move.
Saved!
Chang Qing used his control ability to ensnare the entire convoy in vines before carefully observing the battlefield.
Although the attackers were all wearing masks, Chang Qing still sensed many familiar energy fluctuations emanating from them—participants of the banquet. It seemed to be none other than the Dragon Blood Mercenary Corps!
He spotted Hu Yan Zan transformed into a Lava Man, but at that moment, his momentum was considerably weaker than during the Arena battle. Facing Bai Bing, who wielded ice abilities, he was clearly on the back foot, retreating step by step.
He also saw a lightning ability user engaged in combat with Li Jun. Their battle was spectacular, with sparks flying and thunder rumbling. This must be Chen Jin, the male lead—was this his initiation into the Dragon Blood Corps?
However, Chang Qing did not intervene because he sensed that he was being targeted.
Deep within the forest, three pairs of eyes were fixated on the young man atop the vehicle. They crouched among the trees as if they were part of them, their ability fluctuations minimal and nearly undetectable to an ordinary person.
"Host, those three are Eastern Ninjas, and they all possess agility-type abilities..." The system couldn't help but remind him.
Ninjas? They must be the other Third-Level Ability Users that Tang Xiaotang mentioned. However, it was intriguing that they could conceal their ability fluctuations. Generally speaking, higher-level abilities resulted in greater energy signatures. Yet these three exhibited fluctuations weaker than those of newly awakened ability users—this was quite interesting.
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